Martial arts of the heavens, I am unstoppable since I was born

Chapter 247 Yang Jian: I shouldn’t be under the car, I should be under the car, the three unique battles Wu Zun (six thousand, asking for monthly tickets)

Only when winter comes do we realize that pine and cypress are the last to wither.

The Yong'an Palace was covered in silver, with layers of auspicious snow piled on the trees. In the twelfth lunar month, plum blossoms bloomed in the snow, some pink and some bright red, like clusters of fireworks dotted in the severe cold.

Although it was the coldest time of the year, the corridor was still cozy. The heat from the warm room made the maids guarding outside Ganlu Palace blush and pressed against the wall as if they were about to faint.

It was like this outside, and it was even warmer inside the palace. It didn't feel like winter at all, but rather like a hot summer. Dugu Jialuo, Yang Lihua and Yuwen Eying were all wearing light-colored gauze as if they were enjoying the cool breeze in summer. They didn't even wear bellybands inside like they did in summer. It was obvious that they all had absolute trust in Zhang Kuang.

Yang Lihua had a rosy complexion and was wearing a pair of gradient silver tights with a hollow middle and lace patterns dotted against her pink skin.

The round and slender legs stretched straight forward, the instep was tense, and the toes were subconsciously squeezed together, gently poking Zhang Kuang.

Her eyes were as charming as silk, and her voice was soft and gentle with a hint of cicada chirping: "Master, it's my turn now. You can't be partial to one and not the other."

Don't get me wrong, Zhang Kuang was not doing underwater work to clear the pipes at this time, but was teaching Dugu Jialuo and the others Tai Chi in the hall. It's just that the three of them were not very good at the basic movements, so he had to adjust the correct postures for them.

Martial arts training cannot be sloppy, so Zhang Kuang is extremely serious about every move. Since Dugu Jialuo has a hidden injury, she is the first to be trained. Now the queen has finished a full set of Tai Chi, her face is rosy and radiant, and she is leaning on the beauty bed to soothe her skin. At the same time, she lets Yuchi Fanchi and the other four former queens massage her limbs to prevent over-fatigue.

Zhang Kuang reached out and grasped Yang Lihua's round, beautiful legs. His fingers slowly moved upwards as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument, gently stroking the silver threads. Only when he finished did he smile and say, "Princess, are you going to write? Why is there water on your brush?"

"It's so cozy inside the palace that I just want to warm up my brush and paint a picture of spring water as blue as the sky and someone sleeping on a boat listening to the rain. Unfortunately, although the brush is ready, I don't know where to start." Yang Lihua's eyes were full of ripples and her voice was soft and graceful. After all, she was once a queen, and her unhurried elegance was engraved in her bones. Even when she was anxious, she spoke slowly.

Zhang Kuang laughed and said, "How difficult is that?"

"The princess holds the stick, I hold the brush, and everything in the world can be included in the painting!"

"Then I'll trouble you, Grand Master..." Yang Lihua was overjoyed. She pointed at things and composed poems, reciting them softly.

"I'll come too!" Yuwen Eying also came over anxiously.

A war without gunpowder smoke broke out and ended in the dusk. The bloody wind and rain finally turned into Bodhi water and fell into the red lotus.

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……

Yang Jian was still worried after all.

After hearing that Zhang Kuang had not left Yong'an Palace at dusk, he chose to put aside court affairs for the time being and set off for Yong'an Palace.

However, he and Zhang Kuang met unexpectedly on the road to the palace.

The Seven Fragrance Cart was Zhang Kuang's symbol, so Yang Jian naturally knew it. He immediately stopped the dragon chariot and prepared to greet Zhang Kuang.

It was not possible not to stop, as the huge size of the Seven Fragrance Cart had already occupied the entire palace road. If it did not stop at the intersection, it was likely to collide head-on.

Yang Jian doesn't want to become Yang Jian.

"It's been a while since we last met. How are you, Grandmaster? I have something I'd like to discuss with you, Grandmaster. It's about the Dao Palace's rules governing the martial arts world and how to control martial artists."

Yang Jian spoke to the Seven Fragrance Cart from a distance, because he saw that the Seven Fragrance Cart seemed to have no intention of stopping.

Gululu——

The spacious seven-fragrance carriage was parked steadily on the palace road. No one got out of the car, but the curtain on the window was lifted by someone, revealing an arrogant face.

"The rules of the martial arts world are nothing more than the survival of the fittest. Every warrior must admire the strong, so why should he exercise restraint?" His voice sounded like he was holding his breath. Although there was no urgency in his tone, it sounded different from usual.

Yang Jian didn't think much about it. At this moment, he was more concerned about how to persuade Zhang Kuang to accept this "responsibility" and implicitly persuade him to quickly break the void. Therefore, he stood beside the carriage, looking up at Zhang Kuang who was looking down at him from above through the window like a subordinate reporting on his work, and said in an extremely sincere tone:
"The Grandmaster is unrivaled in the world. I wish for the people of the world to emulate him. Only when there are so many strong people and talented people in every generation can the world prosper."

He hadn't experienced this kind of perspective for a long time. It was as if he was back in the day when he was crawling under the palace and looking at the shining Yuwen Yun on the city wall. It was like walking on a tightrope on the edge of a cliff. If he was not careful, he would be crushed to pieces.

Zhang Kuang thought for a moment and said, "What do you think?"

Yang Jian told them all the strategies for supporting the emperor that he, Gao Jiong, Yang Su and others had discussed. All of them were moves to push Tianshi Dadao Palace to the top. His efforts made people think of Emperor Wu of Liang who entered Buddhism three times in exchange for its support.

Zhang Kuang stood quietly, as if in deep thought.

Yang Jian's whole body was tense, and he always had a bad feeling.

In the Qixiang carriage, Zhang Kuang stood in front of the window with a serious face, seemingly in deep thought, but in fact he was completing the final painting with Dugu Jialuo, who was leaning on the window with his hands. When the wisdom like a sage burst out in his mind, he began to think about what Yang Jian had just said.

"Flowers are blooming and brocade is raging. This is to make the Tianshi Dadao Palace the target of public criticism. It seems to be in charge of the martial arts world, but in fact it is confronting the martial arts world."

Zhang Kuang's gentle voice struck Yang Jian's mind like a huge iron bolt.

Yang Jian's expression grew increasingly solemn, and he spoke earnestly, "The Heavenly Master is invincible, so why worry about a few clowns? The imperial court will strongly support the Heavenly Master's Dao Palace, using all the world's resources to support it, ensuring that it lives up to its name."

"Heh," Zhang Kuang chuckled lightly, his cold eyes having already seen through the calculations in Yang Jian's words, but he still said the same thing -

He doesn't care.

"Yes. On the day of the Dao Palace's relocation, I will announce it to the world, take charge of all matters in the martial arts world, and establish three lists to record the world's masters."

"The third list?" Yang Jian understood what he meant, but still pretended to be confused and asked, wanting to see if it was what he thought.

Zhang Kuang pressed his hands against the car window, looking extremely oppressive, and said slowly:

"Ninety-nine of the world's martial arts resources belong to the Tianshi Palace! The people of the martial arts world will definitely not accept this. Therefore, I have established three rankings to record the world's masters."

“Only those with innate talent can make the list.”

"The first list is the Tianjiao List, which only records masters under the age of 25. At the end of the year, a top 100 competition will be held in the Tianshi Avenue Palace. Anyone who meets the requirements can sign up. The competition will be judged by who is the best, who is the worst, and who is the strongest. After that, 100 people will be selected and given names to become famous in the martial arts world."

"The second list is the Dragon and Tiger List. Any Grandmaster can be on the list. There are a total of 36 places. Every year, the Tianshi Dadao Palace will count the Grandmasters' battle records for that year to determine the strength and weakness. If someone disagrees with their ranking, they can challenge the person above them. If they win, they will receive a prize."

"Those who rank at the top of these two lists can enter the Great Dao Palace at the end of the year to watch my martial arts performances and listen to my teachings. The most outstanding ones on the Tianjiao list can become my disciples."

hiss--

Yang Jian took a breath.

He originally thought that Zhang Kuang wanted to drop a bait to stir up trouble in the martial arts world, but he didn't expect that he was dropping a poisonous elixir!

People in the martial arts world fight for fame and fortune, and what they seek are the words "fame" and "profit". If they can be included in one of the two lists in the Tianshi Palace, they will surely become famous throughout the world and gain the heavy "profit" of being taught by the Grand Master and performing martial arts. What's more, there is a chance to become a disciple of the Grand Master. Even Yang Jian is tempted.

He immediately asked, "May I ask what the third list is, Grandmaster?"

“It is better to open up the world than to block it. It is impossible to have only the Tianshi Dadao Palace as a force in the martial arts world. Therefore, I have established the third list of famous families, leaving twelve places, divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

There are two top-grade sects, four mid-grade sects, and six low-grade sects. All three types of sects can exchange resources from the Tianshi Avenue Palace and choose martial arts. Disciples can receive regular guidance from famous teachers.

However, the three types of sects receive different treatment and have different resources at their disposal."

A sect does not just need a master, disciples and a legacy, but also needs a mountain gate to establish itself, fields and food for support, medicinal materials for assistance, money to forge and maintain weapons, and social skills, etc.

But as long as you are on the list of famous families, Tianshi Dadao Palace will give you all of this!

Yang Jian's pupils trembled when he heard this. He didn't expect that this Heavenly Master, who looked so extraordinary, had such a vicious mind - he wanted to let all the forces in the world fight each other, and they would have to pick up the scraps that fell through the fingers of the Heavenly Master Palace themselves.

Although the method he, Gao Jiong and Yang Su came up with was good, it was not as open and aboveboard as Zhang Kuang's. All the conflicts were aroused, but they were all transferred to the inside of the martial arts world, allowing them to fight among themselves, until they were bloody and in chaos.

But the premise of all this is arrogance.

It is the capital that enables Tianshi Dadao Palace to suppress the world and gain the admiration of countless people.

Of course there is one now, but if Zhang Kuang breaks it and leaves...

There was a bright light flashing in Yang Jian's eyes. Even if Zhang Kuang was shattered and left, if he asked himself honestly, he was reluctant to give up this great way to consume the foundation of the martial arts world. He must make the three lists a routine. In this way, the Tianshi Dadao Palace cannot be destroyed. He can only find a way to control it in the hands of the royal family!

Is this also in your calculations?
Great master!
After Yang Jian thought through the pros and cons, he couldn't help but be in a trance, looking at Zhang Kuang with complicated eyes. In such a short time, he came up with such a method to restrain the royal family and cause internal friction in the martial arts world. It can be seen that the Heavenly Master is not only quick-witted, but also has a vicious heart!
But this method is so good that Yang Jian doesn't want to let it go and can only support it.

Therefore, Yang Jian agreed very straightforwardly and said in a resounding voice: "Don't worry, Tianshi, the imperial court will not have any interference in matters concerning the Dadao Palace!"

"Also, as promised before, any royal disciple who wishes to learn martial arts can only do so in the Heavenly Master's Great Dao Palace!"

It was originally just three years of training, but now it has become a complete worship into the Tianshi Dadao Palace. This can be regarded as Yang Jian’s little idea, so that the royal children can build up their network early and better command the affairs of the world.

It would be even more perfect if I could take charge of the Da Dao Palace after Zhang Kuang is defeated!
How elegant would it be for an emperor who holds both power in the court and in the underworld to be so powerful?

Yang Jian’s first reaction was to have Yang Guang join the Da Dao Palace, but he quickly dismissed the idea. After all, he was very disappointed with Yang Guang’s performance in the battle to destroy Chen.

Those in a position of power should not have too strong a desire to show off, especially in areas they are not familiar with. Arrogance will only bring all kinds of troubles. It is important for people to know themselves!

This is also why even though Crown Prince Yang Yong had already openly turned against him, Yang Jian still did not resolutely depose the Crown Prince. In a sense...

"Should I have another child?"

Yang Jian felt that both the large and small sizes were not satisfactory, so he wanted a small one. Let's see, if there is a chance, it might not be a bad idea.

Therefore, he did not try to stop Zhang Kuang anymore and said decisively, "It's getting late. I will not stop you, Grandmaster. When the Avenue Palace moves to a new location someday, I will go there in person to congratulate you."

"The emperor is the most important person in the country. There is no need to ignore state affairs. The queen can come." Zhang Kuang's voice was light, as if with some comfort.

Yang Jian nodded when he heard this, "The Queen can also go." After all, it is used to express the court's support for the Tianshi Dadao Palace, it doesn't matter who goes.

However, when mentioning the Queen, Yang Jian couldn't help but ask, "How is the Queen's old injury?"

"My old injuries have completely healed. I'm currently practicing the Eternal Spring Technique. Although I'm constantly improving, my progress is slow. It will take some time for me to break through to the Xiantian realm."

Zhang Kuang lowered his gaze and said this as he looked at the queen who was beginning to indulge in cultivation.

The skill of eternal youth!

Yang Jian naturally knew about this martial art. It was first practiced by the four former queens of Qingxiuyuan, with amazing results.

As a result, this martial art gradually circulated among the queen and the powerful, especially the women of each family, who all practiced this martial art, but the effects varied, and it can only be said that it varies from person to person.

The ones with the best results are naturally the four queens of the previous dynasties who were personally instructed by the grand master. Apart from them, they must be the women from various families who have a high talent for cultivation.

The queen's talent for cultivation is not ideal.

Therefore, there seems to be nothing wrong in asking the grandmaster for guidance. As for the fact that Yang Lihua and Yuwen Eying are also there, that is even more understandable - it is better to keep the wealth within the family.

Yang Jian's heart immediately settled down. After watching the seven-fragrance carriage go away, he returned to Daxing Palace.

Although he wanted to open a small account, Yong'an Palace was too far away, so he simply found a young palace maid in Daxing Palace to deal with it. After all, the queen was now fully focused on cultivation and didn't care about him much!

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Yanmen County, Yanmen Pass.

Amidst overlapping peaks and steep cliffs, Yanmen Pass looms large. Within and beyond the Great Wall, watch towers and trenches abound, and battlements and terraces rise and fall from the peaks. A natural gateway, unexpectedly advantageous in location, the pass is surrounded by castles and fortresses. The foremost of the Three Passes, the Nine Fortresses, revered as the foremost, remains a formidable force throughout history.

As the New Year was approaching, heavy snow fell. General Yun Dingxing, the garrison commander at Yanmen Pass, was setting up a pot of soup and enjoying the hot food with the soldiers around him.

Suddenly, a loud thunder came from a distance.

Yun Dingxing clicked his tongue twice when he heard the thunder, licked his lips, and said, "It's thundering in winter, nine out of ten cattle pens are empty. Gou Er, go see if any cows have fallen to their deaths... Gou Er! What the hell are you looking at?"

The soldier named Gou Er was standing on the edge of the battlement, looking towards the direction of the distant thunder. His pupils shrank as he watched the black tide approaching like a black storm. In an instant, a sharp explosion sounded:
"Enemy attack!!!"

Whoosh!
In the distance, an arrow shot onto the city wall from the black tide, passed through Gou Er's wide-open mouth, and brought the man to the opposite city wall, announcing the arrival of uninvited guests.

"Enemy attack! Light the beacon fire!!!"

Yun Dingxing turned pale with fright, but the deputy general beside him kicked over the soup pot, put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and approached the battlement, shouting orders while looking outside cautiously.

The grassland enemy troops that attacked like a black sandstorm soon stopped ten miles away. A few scattered black dots emerged from the dark mass, but the sense of oppression they brought was greater than that of the endless army!

Whoosh!
The second arrow shoots out.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow sank into the city wall, splashing countless pieces of gravel. The arrow feathers were shaking at a frequency that was enough to make a woman blush.

There is a message on the arrow!

The deputy general's eyes sharpened, and he reached out to take the letter. He opened it and saw that it was written in a free and unrestrained flying white script:
"Martial Master has arrived! Where is the Heavenly Master?"

This is a letter of challenge, an invitation to challenge the Grand Master!
No matter how much Li Jing, the Grandmaster of the "Three Wonders", challenged Bi Xuan to a duel, Bi Xuan only had eyes for Zhang Kuang, the number one Grandmaster in the world.

In terms of arrogance, Bi Xuan is no less arrogant than Zhang Kuang.

Yun Dingxing hurried forward and saw the words on the letter as well. He asked in astonishment, "What if the Grand Master didn't come?"

"First, light the beacon fires to gather the troops to prevent these prairie dogs from attacking the city. Also, send someone to deliver an urgent letter to Daxing City eight hundred miles away... Damn Bi Xuan, raising an army in the snow, I'm afraid there's something wrong with his mind!"

The deputy general looked depressed.

Fighting a war requires the right time, place and people. Fighting in heavy snow is so cold that fingers cannot bend or stretch. Even if you win, the hands and feet of the soldiers on the winning side will be cracked and broken. The difficulty is extremely great.

But they did just that!
Yun Dingxing nodded in agreement and stuck half of his head out to look, only to see that the scattered figures who had emerged from the army had already arrived at the foot of the city.

The leader had black hair tied straight back into a bun, and his handsome and ancient face was like a flawless statue cast in bronze. Just one look at him was enough to make people unforgettable and frightened. On his tall and straight nose were a pair of eyes full of strange charm, cold and spirited, but they did not reveal the changes and feelings in his heart. His wolf-like eyes swept across the city wall. The height that was enough to scare away martial arts masters was nothing to him, but he did not rely on his martial arts to climb up, but stood calmly outside the city, emitting an evil and inexplicable intimidating aura.

Even in the freezing cold, he was still shirtless, simply wearing a wild hemp robe. His bronze skin exuded a dazzling luster, and he seemed to be unable to feel the severe cold.

He breathed in a long breath like a dragon, without saying a word, but flames emerged from the air, blending with the heaven and earth, slowly gathering momentum, as if waiting for someone.

Martial Lord Bixuan!

Not far away, Zhao Deyan, wearing an iron mask, his junior brother Liang Shidu, and twelve grassland masters were riding on horses.

Liang Shidu leaned a little closer to his senior brother and said with a mixture of curiosity and complaint, "Senior brother, the spies have already said that the Heavenly Master has not arrived. Why did we have to set up camp at Yanmen Pass in advance?"

"I don't know either." Zhao Deyan was also confused. He reached out and put his hand on the mask to adjust it to a comfortable position. Although he had fled from Jingyan Palace in a hurry, Li Jing had cut off half of his nose. The injury was real, and he would never be able to take off the mask in this life.

Not only were the two of them puzzled, but even the people on the city wall were talking about it.

Yun Dingxing suddenly had an idea and said, "If we fire all our arrows at once, can we kill Martial Master Bi Xuan?"

His words were full of desire to make merit - his daughter was Yun Zhaoxun, who was by Yang Yong's side, but he himself was transferred to be the defender of this bitter and cold place, and he naturally felt unwilling.

He also wants to return to Daxing City and become a powerful person!

The deputy general licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to die, don't take me with you. That's the Grandmaster!"

The walls of Yanmen Pass can stop most masters, but it is not too difficult for the top masters.

Yun Dingxing felt unwilling to accept this, but he didn't dare to joke with his own life, so he said sarcastically, "I don't know what this guy is doing standing under the city wall in such a cold weather. Doesn't he think the Grandmaster will be here right now?"

"No," a gentle voice came from behind them. They turned around at the same time, only to see a figure in a green robe passing by and jumping down from the city wall. "He is waiting for me."

"Who?!" So arrogant?
Both of them had their heads buzzing. How could you just jump off such a high wall? If you want to die, go find another place!

The two of them almost simultaneously poked their heads out like lightning, only to see a figure in a green robe standing opposite Martial Master Bi Xuan, with no signs of injury at all.

Master!

Yun Dingxing excitedly clapped his hands on the battlements. "Great! Whose general is this?"

The deputy general thought for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up with excitement: "Great! It's Li Jing, the Grandmaster's disciple and the 'Three Wonders' Grandmaster. We are saved!"

Li Jing, wearing a timeless green robe, couldn't help but twitch his eyes when he heard the voice from the tower. He turned his head and reminded, "Li Jing was just lucky enough to receive some guidance from the Grandmaster, who taught him a remarkable skill, but he didn't have the good fortune to become his disciple. This is truly a great regret in his life!"

What he meant was that you two should stop dancing in my minefield, otherwise Li Jing was not sure whether Bi Xuan would die first or the two of you would die first.

Bi Xuan's wolf-like eyes swept over Li Jing and he nodded slightly. In terms of momentum, Li Jing was like a Confucian scholar, moderate and not as sharp as him, but in terms of strength, his spiritual perception told him that Li Jing would be a good opponent.

only……

"Why don't you see the Heavenly Master?" Bi Xuan's voice was low and magnetic. Although he didn't sound arrogant, he had a bit of domineering pride.

Li Jing rolled up his sleeves with a faint smile, his eyes sharp as he said, "Why would I need a Grandmaster to kill you? Stop talking nonsense, I'm in a hurry."

Although his temperament was as elegant as that of a Confucian scholar, Li Jing always followed the path of military affairs.

Soldiers are very fast!
The green shadow rushed away like the wind, leaving only the belated whistling sound of the wind echoing in the air.

"Ha!" Bi Xuan laughed instead of getting angry. He swept the spear in his hand across, sending out a blazing flame. He laughed loudly and said, "Then I will kill you first, and then I will invade the Central Plains!"

Bang!
The light wind and fierce flames collided, creating a strong wind that swept in all directions.

The two figures fought together without any sign of testing or holding back. They used strange moves one after another and were evenly matched in a short time!
(End of this chapter)